...makes me gag like...
birthday cake and fancy bullshit, toothpicks and popsicle sticks, dirty feet, and cafeteria trays, eating alone and gluttony, faith in lies and deception, dismantaling intuition with reason and misguided rationale, ego hunger and pussy
+ more bio informationI stood there in the snow wishing you could read me; I was always so terrible with introduction. You were a face holder. I hated that about you. It made me nervous, the way youd wrap your huge palms around my wishing to be kissed cheeks. You were so confident I assumed you must be hiding something. You could take over momenta... More..
Bar light loveStaring at your blank cheeks I could think of nothing but dancing through you in the warm rain with my pruned fingers and clear eyes while your fingers wash the makeup lines drawn black on my face and somehow liking that your kisses had a way of bruising my lips purple-blue. The puddles stealing my toes curl my ... More..
Purple orchids, rotting skin, eternal kisses for my dear sweet friend.Take me to the beach light under the star bursts, there's a hole in the sand I wouldn't mind being buried in. I'll be wearing white at your grave site, I favor you in the reflection of symbolic light. I fear your question mark pupils were too much to tackle... More..
street light sweeping betty, kiss me while i'm still breathingYou're watching me. I can smell you next to me wanting. I've been pretending not to notice but I've been watching you watch me since my red feet tap danced through the rain and beer puddles between the buildings where we met. It was so cold and the honey beer was m... More..
Terms of relativity....I read what you wrote. Leaning into the mirror with my elbow on the vanity to steady my hand; I laughed to myself as I applied the rest of my eyeliner, thinking, we know what that means. I could see you in bed through the mirrors bouncing reflections. Im late, I thought, later than usual, late because o... More..
Cut and scab wish list.Goodbye darling, a sad slow goodbye, Somehow leaving you has left me feeling fresh and a little dewy, tear soaked cheeks toppled by red flavored eyes. I'm growing to love leaving you. The corners turn ever so slightly, a pouty sneer appears to taunt and vomit sadly relinquished affection. I wish I could... More..
cotton drywall, i love your sweat sock stripesThere they were, those crumbling walls and your shocking smile, painted episodes of artillery and lace, and those black panties you liked so much overtaken by time and your brutality. You and your machine gun stand, you've always been so orange in our destruction, surprisingly tac... More..
Big Eyes...Blue TearsPulling my fingers through my hair my head starts to itch and I feel a little uglier now than I did before we met. Still I miss how you'd move through my hair with your nose till your lips barely touched my ear; the air moving sweetly between my ear and your mouth as you tongued the words. Your Downey sme... More..
Love you, leave you...repeatbaby I know you know he's bad for youYou'll be ambiguous as always, I'll lick the change, maybe run you over with the car, anything to break this silence. Loving you has changed me, blunt and impatient, not the slightest bit subtle. Somehow I've woven a science out of over-thinking you. I'd share b... More..
My Molting SkinMy hair has begun to grow twisted, more apt to knot than before you, it seems to tumble with a vengeance, chaotic and energized. It feels different though, the air around here. The waves come and go faster, the tired wanting less frequent, your systematic ambush of my dreams less consistent. Still, I find mysel... More..
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